AN: Really early update, but yay! I've been updating everyday now but once my school gets out, I might have time to update even more or less, it honestly depends on if I get a job. Anyways, a little filler chapter, but we meet everyone's favorite Lost Boy! Tell me what you think about it. Happy reading!

~Luna

Chapter 7: Felix

Peter and I fell into a sort of rhythm once we reached the place we had once called home. I would hang around back alleys, appealing to any stray boys I could, spreading rumors of something big to happen at midnight. Peter would set up the bonfire and play his pipes, the ones the shadow had given to him for this exact purpose. They boys would then trickle in. We only picked the most genuine, the ones that could actually hear the Melody of the Lost. On our fourth unsuccessful night, we met Felix.

Felix was an interesting soul. He was the first person we ran into that day and that was because he was dead set on mugging us. His plans didn't work out so well.

Peter and I had just stolen a loaf of bread from a bakery and the two of us were walking down an alleyway, laughing and pelting each other with bread crumbs. We hadn't eaten in two days, because on Neverland food is more of a luxury rather than a necessity and we had forgotten this fact of the real world. Felix had accosted us after we made a wrong turn. A piece of metal was grasped in his hand, he was brandishing it as a club. Peter and I shared a look and I knew that he wanted the boy.

"I do admit, you have a very nice fighting stance," he commented.

I gave him a once over. He was taller than the two of us, and probably had the lean muscles that most lanky guys did. His face had a crescent shaped scar along one side, making his already long face seem longer. I hesitantly put a hand to my own. We had the exact same face shape. And even though I could barely see his hair underneath his hood, I had a feeling it would be the same shade as mine.

Felix just stared at us, brows furrowed into a hard line. "Just give me your money."

"Look at that, so demanding. I want one," Peter said to me.

I laughed. "Not until he gets some better manners." I turned to Felix, placing my hand on his weapon and gently lowering it. For a really odd reason, I didn't want to hurt him. "Isn't that so much easier? Now I'm Nibs and this is Peter. You are?"

"Felix," he breathed.

Peter stepped up to me. "Now Felix, how would you like to never grow up?"

Felix eventually agreed and we didn't even need to set up a bonfire that night. We had found our Lost Boy in this town. So the three of us travelled to Peter and I's families' town, the one we had decided to leave so long ago. Peter didn't want to go near the borders, so Felix and I were left to do the dirty work.

"How did you meet?" He finally asked, as I was leading him to my old house.

"We grew up together here," I replied. "He left though. But then we met back up and away to Neverland."

Felix nodded, before roughly pulling me to the side of an alley. I tried to protest, but he put a hand to my chest as a sign to stay put. As he glanced into the street, a troop of knights in all black passed us, only a few bothering to glare in our direction. They rounded a corner and it was then Felix dropped his guard and walked back onto the street.

"Who did those men belong to?" I asked, once people had stopped giving us glares.

"Cora's soldiers. She's the reigning queen. Has been since I left here," he answered.

"Felix... Did you live in this town, before?" He didn't answer me. So I tried another question, assuming his answer to the first one was yes. "Were your parents watch makers?"

He looked up, stunned. "How did you know?"

"Were your parents names' Edith and George Haven?" I asked, completely ignoring his previous question.

"Yes, wait-" he began, barely even making intelligible sounds.

"That we're siblings? Yeah. Might not be, but we do look a lot alike. And we do have parents with the same names," I pointed out.

It made sense, Mother would have just made the cutoff date, just in time to have Felix. He didn't respond much to this, but playfully clocked me on the head.

"I guess this means I can be mean to you now, huh?" He asked as we walked back to Peter at the town line. It was almost sunset and we needed to set everything up.

I laughed. "Don't overdo it. I hit back just as hard."

"Wouldn't be fun if you didn't," he replied.

We walked for a while, the two of us enjoying terrorizing the odd chicken coming across our path. "Felix? We should probably keep this from Peter."

Felix nodded. If we told him, there was a very big chance that he would leave my brother here. Peter was never good at sharing and he might just finally lose it if he had to share me. Also I wanted Felix to come home with me. I had such a good life in Neverland, I was certain he would as well.

"Better not keep Pan waiting," he drawled, pulling me towards the bonfire.